Chapter 405 Make up Your Mind!

The little girl's voice was crisp and clear, with a belief that could not be rejected.

Rhaegar was in a trance, staring at his sister who had watched him grow up.

In his impression, Helena was a weak little girl.

Trapped by the talent of the Dream Walker, she developed a lonely personality.

A poor girl who would cry when her brother Aegon bullied her.

The two figures overlapped, and Rhaegar could not help but suddenly realized, and said: "You have grown up."

"Brother, don't exclude me."

Helena hoped.

She has grown up and has her own ideas.

I wanted to get my brother's approval in a subtle way.

However, my mother forced her too much and insisted on marrying her off.

If I don't make my mind clear today, I will only stray further and further away from what I want in the future.

Rhaegar finally came back to his senses, and reached out to hug the little girl, with a complicated expression: "Since you call yourself Visenya, you should understand my difficulties."

"Yeah!"

Helena sniffed, buried her head in her brother's chest and nodded.

"I'll go out first and push away the trouble outside."

Rhaegar rubbed her long hair, his voice gentle.

He had a headache, not knowing whether to respond.

In principle, this is an absolutely wrong thing to do.

If it's not done well, the family he painstakingly built will fall apart, giving the vultures from the outside world an opportunity to take advantage of it.

Helena is delicate and understands his entanglement.

Raising her head, looking into each other's eyes, she boldly said: "Brother, are you willing to marry me to another man and give birth to children for him?"

Rhaegar's heart sank, and his thoughts turned rapidly.

Pulling off the window paper that concealed the truth, the simple question went straight to the heart.

They have been together since childhood and have a deep relationship.

How could he not be upset when Helena was married to a man other than Targaryen and out of the family's core circle?

Was it a weighing of pros and cons or an emotional decision?

Looking at Helena with red eyes and a stubborn expression, Rhaegar was speechless.

Helena had already gotten the answer and burst into laughter: "Brother, the Targaryen blood is destined to attract us to each other."

The secular rules cannot restrict Targaryen.

Rhaegar was silent.

He tightened the slender waist in his arms and raised his hand to wipe the tears from the corners of her eyes.

Helena pouted and stared at her.

In the end, she succeeded.

No despicable means were needed, just the burning blood that flowed together.

Her mother often instilled in her the way of Hightower, but she did not agree.

She! Helena! Targaryen!

Dragons have their own way of living.

After a while, Rhaegar smiled with his lips pursed, seeming to be somewhat relieved.

He let go of her hand and said forcefully, "You stay here, I'll go out first, understand?"

"What for?"

Helena asked crisply.

"Little brat, go away."

Rhaegar pushed the door open and pushed Helena into the bedroom.

He moved quickly and was out of the door in the blink of an eye.

He needed to be quiet.

Bang——

Until the door closed, leaving Helena alone in the wind.

She held her face with her little hands and touched the wet tears, which seemed to have the remaining warmth of her fingertips.

"How bold."

Helena blushed and her little heart was pounding.

She turned her head and stared at the door in confusion.

She was fine, why did she leave suddenly?

She wanted to show some expression, but it seemed to be a failure.

"Ah~"

Helena was slightly disappointed.

Bang——

The door suddenly opened again, and a figure rushed in.

Helena looked at him and exclaimed, "You're back?"

Rhaegar took a deep breath and sighed, "I'm guilty."

He walked out, thinking about the tragedy of Vessanrilla.

He couldn't help but turned back.

"Brother."

Helena smiled and rushed over.

She knew that her brother cared about her.

"Stop!"

Rhaegar frowned and grabbed her by the back of her neck to control her one step away.

With a kick of her calf, the bedroom door slammed shut.

Rhaegar looked around and pulled a red carpet to wrap Helena in circles, wrapping her into a small mummy.

Except for the feet, there was only a head left.

Bent his knees and squatted, he carried the red mummy, walked to the balcony and found a recliner.

He lay down on the recliner, the mummy leaned against his arms, and looked at the scenery outside the window with a firm look.

The mummy arched its back like a maggot and protested, "Brother, it's not like that."

Rhaegar raised his hand and pressed his head to his shoulder, then slapped your butt with his backhand and taught him a lesson, "Be honest, I'm afraid you'll get upset, don't push it any further."

After saying that, his sight fell on the weirwood in the godswood.

The pale, thick trunks, the blood-red leaves, and the terrifying human face pulled out a weird smile.

Zila——

With a thought, black flames appeared on his forehead, and a dark dragon scale emerged from his skin.

Rhaegar's momentum soared, all his emotions were purified, and an indescribable dangerous aura was revealed in his majesty.

"Brother, you have scales."

Helena's eyes were confused.

Rhaegar retracted his gaze and was amused by her expression: "Small problem, Targaryen has a chance."

The dragon scale disappeared quietly, pulled her cheek, and asked: "How is the bronze rune I taught you?"

"I have engraved more than half, and the calf is not completed."

Helena leaned her head on her shoulder and rubbed it dependently.

Since she was warned by her eldest sister for kissing her brother last time, she hasn't been so close to her brother for a long time.

Rhaegar focused on the surface and said in surprise: "More than half, very impressive."

Rhaenyra and Helena studied at the same time, but the progress was only half.

Well...

It can't be said that Helena is introverted and spends most of her time engraving runes.

Rhaegar relaxed and began to make big promises: "I'll engrave it well, and I'll teach you the runes of the Ouroboros after it's done."

The brother and sister are already close enough.

Although the Ouroboros is rare, there's nothing that can't be taught.

This method can also distract the little girl's attention.

Helena nodded, liking the feeling of being trusted.

Rhaegar shared some experiences, then raised his head and closed his eyes.

He just couldn't bear to see the little girl sad, so he gave up the idea of ​​being alone.

Now, he has to think about the future.

The threat of the Three Women's Kingdom is gone, and the three city-states are in ruins.

How to stabilize Rhaenyra, and how to convince the Seven Gods to endorse their faith and pave the way for him to marry more.

So many troubles!

When he thought of Aegon the Conqueror, Rhaegar suddenly felt a little unwilling to admit defeat, and thought silently: "They are all Targaryens, and they have made contributions to the family. When I sit on that iron chair, what's wrong with marrying two more wives!!"

Going back two hundred years, ancient Valyria allowed multiple wives.

As long as he can calm down the two irritable women, Rhaenyra and Alicent.

He married Helena and won over several younger brothers and sisters to a great extent, and the family would be more united.

Back then, the conqueror Aegon and his three men and three dragons conquered Westeros and forced the Pope to crown him personally.

Targaryen now has more than a dozen direct members and more than a dozen dragons that dominate the sky.

The Church of the Seven Gods can riot if they dare!

Instead, he wants to see how many armies the Pope can call.

Whoosh! Whoosh!

Just thinking about it, a faint and fragrant cool breeze blew in his ears.

Rhaegar's earlobes were itchy, so he shook his head and lowered his head.

Helena's face was puffy, and she was pouting and blowing.

Seeing Rhaegar looking over, she blew even harder.

Rhaegar was at a loss, not knowing why.

Grunt!

Blowing the wind didn't work, Helena arched up, opened her mouth and bit Rhaegar's ear covered by his hair.

"Let go!"

Rhaegar shuddered and stretched out his hand to pinch her cheek.

In an instant, he forced himself to break free.

Helena's eyes were full of doubts, and she pouted her pink lips.

Rhaegar was terrified and asked, "What is this for?"

Irritated?

Helena drooped her head decadently and said disappointedly, "I think you will be very happy if my sister does this."

To put it bluntly, she wanted to please him.

Rhaegar was very upset and laughed angrily, "It's not a good character to peek."

Rhaenyra was sometimes too unrestrained and didn't pay attention.

Teach the children bad things.

Bo~~

Helena refused to admit defeat and raised her head to kiss her side face.

Rhaegar was stunned and his face was a little wet.

Helena twisted her body like a mummy and moved closer to continue biting.

"No!"

Rhaegar quickly dodged, and his opponent pressed Helena's palm-sized face, and his voice became low.

"You accepted me."

Helena has a stubborn temper.

Rhaegar shook his head and said solemnly: "Rhaenyra is pregnant, I can't do this."

He paused, feeling that what he said was not comprehensive, and added: "When you grow up a little, when you are truly an adult."

He can contact Jeyne and the illegitimate daughter before marriage, and even occasionally make mistakes after marriage.

This is a privilege as a man, although it is inherently dirty.

But the aristocracy, and even the male elders of Targaryen, live like this.

But during Rhaenyra's pregnancy, he must keep his chastity.

For no other reason, that big belly is pregnant with his child.

Cheating during pregnancy is a betrayal to Rhaenyra, and even a humiliation.

Regardless of whether Helena understands his deep meaning or not, Rhaegar forcibly holds her head and says: "Shh! Go to sleep."

She will be obedient when she falls asleep.

Helena blinked and lay down obediently.

The brother and sister closed their eyes, quietly enjoying the sunshine and the cool breeze.

Suddenly, Helena asked, "What about that Lord Peake?"

She had not forgotten the deceiver.

Rhaegar closed his eyes and said, "No hurry."

If he had committed a crime, he would have fled the Red Castle long ago.

Then let him run for a while.

"Oh."

Helena nodded her head and changed to a comfortable position.

For a while, the bedroom returned to peace.

Sunshine, reclining chair, handsome boy with silver hair and black clothes...

A beautiful picture that makes people intoxicated.

Of course, the premise is to ignore the red caterpillar in the boy's arms.

...

At the same time.

Upstairs, the princess' bedroom.

Sara was guarding the door, and the room was quiet.

The princess was pregnant, sleepy and greedy.

Every day, the nap time would be extended.

In the bedroom, the floor-to-ceiling windows were covered with silk curtains to block the dazzling sunlight.

Rhaenyra was wearing a loose nightgown and sleeping peacefully on her side.

One hand was under her ear, and the other hand was on her round belly.

She slept soundly and fell asleep unconsciously.

In the dream.

She was lying in her bedroom, and everything around her was the same.

"Hum..."

There was a strange sound in her arms, and a faint grunt came.

Rhaenyra was at a loss, and looked down.

Suddenly, she was stunned.

Under the white silk nightgown, the round belly disappeared, and her lower abdomen was flat.

Her arms were open, and two white and clean babies were squeezed together, twisting and turning to turn over.

After a long time of effort, the chubby body failed to succeed, and her face was flushed.

Rhaenyra took a look and immediately determined that this was her child.

"Hum..."

The two babies were tired of tossing and turning, their purple eyes rolled around, and they bit their pink little hands.

Rhaenyra watched quietly, and her heart almost melted.

"Hiss..."

Suddenly, a sharp hissing sound came.

Not just one, as if several sounds were mixed together.

Rhaenyra didn't realize it was a dream at all, and subconsciously hugged the two babies tightly.

"Hiss..."

A bronze dragon flew out first, no bigger than a house cat, and landed on the bedside and spread its wings.

"Hiss..."

The next moment, three more dragons flew out from different parts of the bedroom, chirping and spinning around.

They seemed tired of flying, and each looked for a place to land.

One landed on the bedside, next to the bronze dragon.

Two landed at the foot of the bed, stretching their necks to look back and forth.

Rhaenyra was stunned, rubbed her eyes, and couldn't see the appearance of the other three dragons.

"Wa wah wah..."

One of them used too much force, and a baby in his arms cried loudly.

Not only did he cry, but his little hands moved quickly, grabbed a wooden toy and threw it towards the bedside.

Plop——

It hit the bronze dragon accurately.

"Hiss..."

The four young dragons were frightened and flew away with their wings flapping.

"Hum..."

The baby stopped crying immediately and went to Rhaenyra's arms, smacking his mouth to find food.

He looked quite domineering.